“Diamond chandeliers! And look,” she said, pointing to patrons in pencil skirts and peep-toe heels, “the clientele has come in costume.” “It’s deliciously distasteful,” she declared.
It was a relief when Fabulette, who spins 1960s-girl-group hits every first Thursday, lowered the bebop to a conversation-friendly level, allowing my pal Jenny to start in on her evaluation of the room-and everything else.
Meanwhile, a friend who’s a sound technician set about finding the DJ to request a volume adjustment.
JET SET GO BEAUTY BAR PLUS
My date took one sip (Sailor Jerry rum, plus lime, cranberry, and orange juices) and pronounced it an alcoholic Skittles. “Um, those are really strong,” she warned, knitting her brows in concern. “Two Perms, please,” I said to the pretty, tattooed bartender. or later-we first had to order a drink, then get on the list for a manicure: basically a fancy polish change for girls or a hand massage, file, and buff for guys. Though we’d aimed to arrive early enough to beat the wait for the famed $10 martini-and-manicure special-which starts at 5 p.m. “I barely recognize it.” “I know don’t you love it?” I exclaimed, reaching out to touch a glittery teal blue wall. Then I thought about how quickly concept bars come and go, and I wondered how a chain that’s been around for so long is still expanding.Ī week after the bar’s Chicago launch, I gathered a few friends to find out. I tried to remember everything I could about Beauty Bar, which amounted to: kitschy, loud, and kind of fun. When I heard a Chicago location was opening this spring in the old Sonotheque space, I got out that picture and studied my ten-years-ago face. fashion, is more than almost famous these days, playing Abby on NCIS. I still have a photo from that night of me sucking in my cheeks under one of the old-fashioned hair dryers alongside a girl I’d just met who, in true L.A. There was a line down the block, which we-two distinctly non-VIP Kentuckians-somehow skipped. adventure that included a stop at the city’s then-newest nightspot: the retro-salon-themed Beauty Bar, now a national chain with locations from Vegas to New York. Soon after my college roommate and I turned 21, we embarked on an L.A.
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